Don’t Start, Pt. 2 (Original)

[Intro: Bizzy Banks] You can leave that intro, we 'bout to, aw, man (MoraBeats) We got JBans in the stu' (You better get in tune, like) Kha with me (Hold on, oh, what?), Lover got the .30 (Baow) Plus see-through, with the laser (What?) Word to my mother, he just, aw, man [Verse 1: Bizzy Banks] I'm really EBK JJ, he wit' me and you know he droppin' rakes You move hot, you get shot today In the hood movin' tac, broke boy, you know how I play Where you at, you could die today If you not in my circle then you know you outta place Got some shooters that's outta state I done told y'all already that I ain't gon' hesitate Like, call Choppa a U-Haul, 'cause that nigga movin' Hop out thе V, I just might lose it I got some shooters that's feenin' to boom 'еm These niggas must, it's really just music Like, don't ask if I'm Choo or am I Woo Nigga, I'm Structure, don't try to confuse it He owe me bread, his ass on a pool stick And I just might disrespect 'em With a TD, I'm Victor, a Chevy, I'm Odell Beckham We cause terror like 9/11 Call up the cuz' and you know he finna wet 'em I got shooters that's down to stretch 'em Niggas jack beef, but you know I never met 'em Bando can't wait to catch 'em I been trappin' and juggin' since I was the age of seven I got a stick and move Got a bad lil' bitch who'll line you up for some shoes She want Chanels from me How you gon' move like you tough and then tell on me? And my shooters give Hell for me But if I do the hit, they gotta have bail for me We spot 'em, my niggas spinnin' with so many options I swear it's two or three different knockers Bitches be fuckin' off Henny and vodka Like, look, I love when they kick us like we playin' soccer I used to unload and reload the choppa I do a drill bumping Biggie, Who Shot Ya? My plug got shells that's bigger than lobsters Can't fuck with niggas who move like a copper Like, I don't get that You got shot in yo ass and then made a diss track Pick up a gun and go get back He tried to flex, bullet rip through his six-pack We put that boy in a shit bag Like, niggas know I don't cap I made it cool to jack what I jack I'm EBK, niggas know all the facts You respect me, I respect you So I fuck with my Woos who really could rap Don't ask about Pop, don't ask about Ciggy I'm chasin' guap and I'm gettin' plenty Shots to your chest is like we drinkin' Henny If she wanna fuck then I tell her to jank me (Shots to your chest is like we drinkin' Henny If she wanna fuck then I tell her to jank me, like) [Chorus: Bizzy Banks] I told 'em, "Don't start with me" But these niggas done started some shit I keep a Glock with a stick He make a move and his apple get split Like, like, slide Hop in the V, let's go for a ride Like, pride Don't lose your life tryna trip over pride [Verse 2: Bizzy Banks] She wanna drive Ain't tryna get naked, pull that to the side We gotta vibe But I'm movin' cautious 'cause bitches the line JJ gon' hop out and blast 'em We makin' movies, call up PG Then get rid of all when we flash 'em I got some shooters that's really elite They up in the jet in the Ashton I need the backend She wanna mack it I'm in the hood and I'm still movin' tactic If I can't back it I'll shoot through the jacket They do not know me so they think I'm cappin' Subs on the book but it ain't no reactions Call up, Kha Structure, you know he gon' whack 'em, like [Chorus: Bizzy Banks] I told 'em, "Don't start with me" But these niggas done started some shit I keep a Glock with a stick He make a move and his apple get split Like, like, slide Hop in the V, let's go for a ride Like, pride Don't lose your life tryna trip over pride, like [Interlude: Pop Smoke & Bizzy Banks] Hol' on, haha, Bizzy goin' crazy in here Don't ask if I'm, don't ask if I'm, what? Hol' on, tell 'em niggas, "Stretch up", nigga Like, don't ask if I'm Choo or am I Woo Nigga, I'm Structure, don't try to confuse it Hol' on, woo Hah, we 'bout to sturdy up [Verse 3: Pop Smoke] Look, I'm like, "Who that nigga?" (Who that nigga?) Talkin' 'bout "What's stackin', what the fuck is up?" Huh? You ain't one of us You lookin' dirty, nigga, you ain't one of us, nah I come from the bottom where niggas keep ninas tucked (Huh, brrt, brrt) We don't stop shots till the sun is up (Get that nigga) I pass Dafi the chop', that's a give an' go (Woo) Keep five stones in his head like a mineral (Baow) He put pep at his head like a Mento (Grrt) .38 punching like Kimbo (Pah, pah, pah, pah) When you talkin' to me, bitch, remember I'm a giant (Giant) I dropped outta school, I'm defiant (Uh) A hater, stealer and a liar (Facts) But in the jungle, I'm a lion (Rrr) Now they see me on a flyer (Brrt, brrt) They like "Pop, you on fire" (Fire) I really just bought the new LaFerrari RD like, "Send me the wire" (Woo, woo) [Open Verse] [Outro] MoraBeats